Before his Shady-Aftermath.

Smokey and Craig.

I vividly remember my best friend Cristin and I anticipating the VHS release of the movie "Friday."  She was two years ahead of me, but our ages never really made a difference.  I'm sure we drove to Blockbuster in her beat-ass Cutlass Cierra, as we did many times throughout the mid to late 90's, smoking cigarettes and trying to rap 2 Live Crew and Dr. Dre songs.  Living in total oblivion, we had no clue that we were probably the whitest girls alive. Our families were upper-middle class, we hadn't kissed boys yet, and we listened to A LOT of Tori Amos. At the time I would have liked to think that we had some sort of edge and in retrospect maybe we did, but at the time all I felt outside of Cristin and my circle of friends was awkward, pasty, self-conscious, and very Caucasian.  That all seemed to go away when we were riding in her car or hanging out at the Waffle House.

Cristin and I at her wedding in 2008.

You could say that we became a bit obsessed with this movie, as did many people of adolescent age. When Mrs. Parker bent over to tend to her lawn, Craig's dad took an hour to use the bathroom, and Deebo rolled around on Red's little-ass bike, we LOVED it.  Everything we said was, "DAAAAAAAAAYUM!"or trying the fit the phrase, "You got knocked the FUCK OUT," into conversations that really didn't call for it.  I'm sure we looked very classy throughout this stint.  Underneath our foul-mouths and our Accutane treated faces, we really were the Southern belles that our mothers had intended us to be.  We just took a detour and couldn't be happier about our different route.

Cristin ended up getting the soundtrack after we saw the movie.  Compact Disc's were just becoming popular, and we had to listen to it in her room at first.  Eventually we figured out how to record a CD onto a cassette tape so we could play it in our cars. We'd shout out every word to songs by Cypress Hill, Rick James, and Dr. Dre.

The album also birthed a music video that would resemble life pre-911.  It featured Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg  hosting a party on a stolen plane with Big Worm and Smokey in the cockpit. All sorts of people were on this jumbo jet dancing their asses off and having a damn good time doing it.  The hook of "Keep their Heads Ringin" would forever be burned into my head as a result of watching it every afternoon on MTV.